|Our temporary winterscape|
It’s the pagan in me that keeps my Christmas tree up long past traditional tree-time. For me, the tree and lights represent the resilient human spirit through the darkest days of winter. Usually, my whim is satisfied by an artificial tree.
This year, however, I had a yen for a real one; a balsam fir. I wanted the boughs to decorate our front door, and to bring in to perfume the house. But my plan was always to keep the tree outdoors on our back deck, where we could enjoy it through our window all winter.
So that’s what happened.
It’s strange that in a country like Canada, which suffers through more than its share of winter weather, we think so little about how the garden looks in winter. This, at least, is a temporary solution – one that benefited the Boy Scouts, who sold us our tree, as well as the grower at a local tree farm. Plus, our tree will eventually be tree-cycled into mulch.
Our Christmas tree trimmed by this year’s (occasional) snow adds a dimension to our view that would otherwise be garnished only by our neighbour’s kitchen window. I like.